Transformational

(1555)  Ketakii parage surabhita rage

With screwpine pollen, with fragrant music,
You had entered ideation.
A lethargic one got coated with collyrium,
Intoxication smeared on eyelids.

With all good things of the universe,
And all that's bad discarded,
Both loving hands outspread,
On rosy feet, silently,
You had entered ideation.

Regarding my fitness, there was not a bit of it...
No sacrifice or self-restraint, austerity or sadhana.
You appeared, granting compassion unmerited,
At my core, in sweet fashion
You had entered ideation.

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My river, my glamor

(1554)  Amar nadii madhumati

My river, Madhumati,
O'er which country you proceed?
The love of River Padma taking,
You race toward the sea.

Brimming with your fruits and flowers–
Honeydripping, each and every one of them–
Sweet humans and sweet kush-kash,
With sweet eyes, do take notice.

Yourself I am loving;
I've remained, kissing your feet.
You are the beauty of what is Bengali;
Why, today, are you evaporating?

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Revitalized

(1553)  Tumi ele tumi ele

You came, You came...
To the whole universe a swing You gave;
You came.

The expectations that were in my heart;
The statements that were in my song;
The fog of hope and despair that was...
You lit the light, cloaking it all.

The fear and false beliefs that were concealed
Were full of sloth and fatigue.
The lack of peace that had been burning,
You replaced it with touch of vitality.

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My secret Lover

(1552)  Bhal go, pahare phuteche kata na phul

How marvelous...
Upon the hill so many flowers have blossomed!
A bracelet on forearm will I put on,
I'll bind a garland on chignon...
And on my ear I'll hang an ornate pendant.

Today, there's no oven-work in store for me;
Having tucked my sari in, I dance ever-swaying.
Husband's mother and sister have gone out for sardines;
But I behold, I perceive, the fallen buds inviting.

From the flower grooved drips a honey;
To the bloom distilled adheres a heady property.
Way over there is He Who is my life's Darling;
I await, I am waiting... plays a maadal without peer.

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Even in autumn the love abides

(1551)  Sharada prate sonalii ksete

On a Fall daybreak upon a golden field,
Oh Who art Thou Who came in dream,
In a dream, oh, in a dream,
Dew-capped night-jasmine shed
On a gentle grass-bed.

O'er kush and kash, mid clouds white
With blood-red tint of the dawn's light
And with devotion of the birds
In a sky, azure and tranquil...

Mid a psyche that is lost,
Your ankle-bells resound at heart's core.
The scent of fragrant pollen reigns
On feet, dark blue and without stain.

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Someone special

(1550)  Ankhi mele ceye dekho

Eyes opened, catch a glimpse;
Arrived is the Unknown Pilgrim.
With His bundle of affection,
A sweet smile He has lavished.

In mind had been nescience dark;
To which far place did it depart?
On flow of light inside prison of gloom,
A colored rose has now bloomed.

All those who are His heart's beloved,
Through Him only yearning be fulfilled.
Your frequent visits are just His;
Onward they have danced per His will.

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Uncultivated

(1549)  Madhumase mayakanane

In springtime, in a delusive grove
Have bloomed flowers, row after row.
Into them mind's nectar having poured,
He fits them out, full of love.

The champak bud that sneaks a peak,
It won't get hid by tender leaves.
The tiny bakul bloom and many-hued parul,
Eyes having opened, look around on all four sides.

Bela and Spanish jasmines give out scent;
Palash and red cottons with color overwhelm.
But ashoka buds, flown and grown in both worlds,
They peer upward, just for Him!

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